oh my god, NIN was a-mazing. long story short, people are fucking nuts and were pushing and pushing on me (i was in like the 3rd row, i could literally taste trent's sweat) and i got pushed onto the floor, my head stepped on, fallen on by like 3 people, and i started hyperventilating and almost threw up. but i went and cleared my head and came back for the rest.

boris, the opening act, was really good too. i had never heard of them until last night but it was pretty trippy experimental stuff. neato.

i am so fucking sore too, my mom gave me a vicodin last night to help me sleep. i've got a jellybean shaped bruise on my thigh but other than that i look fine, but goddamn my back hurts.

anyway, i'm home now. ate thxgiving lunch with my grandma and watched i love lucy. my computer is supposed to get back tomorrow.

That's like when I went to see Flogging Molly a few months back. It was a small venue (1000 people) and everyone was trying to get to the front it seemed, and I was in the "row 1.5" or something if you could call it that...not in the front, but...kinda...and getting compressed and battered all to hell. So worth it.